still alive, sorry for slow updates yall!
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The Player walks slowly, keeping an eye on their friend; "Are you okay now?" The Batter nods slightly, subdued, he looks at the puppeteer "..what.. what did you see..?" He couldnt help but ask them, he didnt want the Player to run.. they usually did after a while. "Well.." the player starts as they wait for the elevator to raise towards the roof, "I saw you hurting, and scared.. i saw you in a form that looked painful.." the puppet shakes his head, "..you saw more.. im aware of that much.. you-.. you look at me like im fragile.. is.. is it something you saw?" The player nods, "I saw you were much to thin, much to scarred.. this.. this is a toll on you." The Batter nods, "... Im.. im aware." He really wasn't but he didnt wish for the player to waste their time on him, he can deal with his own problems.
*Ding!*
The elevator chimes their arrival on the roof, "We," they look at The Batter, a sad expression on their face instead of the usual question mark, "..We can continue this again when youre ready." The Batter nods, as the doors open. The sound of rain is heavy in the air, a slight ticking sound can be heard loudly droning from a floor underneath them, a cat with slicked fur from the rain sits calmly on the roof, "Ah hello my friends!" The cat, Judge, speaks. A warm smile on his face, even if he always is grinning, "What brings you here? Perchance the postal service?" He tilts his head, droplets of water slide down his cheek to plop onto the soaked roof, "Well, wouldn't you be aware.. its quite hidden, and infected with phantasms." The Batter nods, "Could..?" He looks at his Player, they make a 'go on' motion with their hands, "Could you.. help.. us?" He asks hesitantly, the cat smiles wider, "Oh of course! My dear feeble, and tall friend! Now listen closely for I'll say this once only! On the first floor lies a combo of numbers.. and if i had to choose? Id say the lower over the upper." The Batter tilts his head, "I.. um. Could you explain..?" The Judge puffs his chest, "Oh my dear friend. No. I shant." He laughs, "No no, i joke.. yes. You see, the Elsen have two codes, one of the rooms, all Elsen say the same code, its in the lowercase. Only the Player knows the lowercase, but the room is near the door out, if that helps ever so more!" The Player and Puppet nod, before bidding thanks and goodbyes, "That certainly helped.. at least we have some guide lines." Batter nods, a shakey grin on his face, "..I-It certainly does.." the Puppeteer smiles at their friend, before the elevator lets them down on the first floor.
20 mins later..
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After a while they managed to get to the postal service floor, strangely.. "No one is here?" The quiet voice of The Batter flits through the still air, when suddenly a loud thump is heard from the direction of some stairs, an Elsen comes barreling down, Black tar like smoke pouring from his eyes and mouth, "hhhhHelp! There- there are spectres! In.. in the post! In the possssst-" his head explodes more black smoke pouring where blood shouldve been, Batter looks out of touch with this, his body shaking in fear as the now ghostly Elsen burns with smokey tar, it float/steps towards Batter, seemingly unable to see the Puppeteer, "hhhhhhhh-" it gurgles from nowhere, Batter seems unable to move, unable to watch the Player grabs his bat and calls "Alpha!" With ringing of a bell, a previously hidden ring appears, and stands guard near Batter, the Player rushes in and beats the walking corpse into a corner before finally killing it for good.
-2 Luck Tickets Earned-
-14 Credits Gained-
-45 EXP Gained-
The Player checks on there Puppet, making sure he wasnt to hurt before sitting him down and wrapping him up, waiting for him to calm down, the Player saves at the nearby yellow cube before cuddling up next to him, the soft hum of Alpha the only sound nearby
A.N
so about updates, they may always be awhile, and for that i apologize guys, but just be aware that i will not place this book under hiatus.. alright? Thanks so much for reading this, and i hope you have a lovely day or night(whenever you are reading this) :)
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